| Highway man, that’s what they call me
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| Riding on the wind, wild and free
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| A rolling stone down a desert highway
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| Chasing one more dream
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| Been this way ever since I was young
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| Don’t know what it is that makes me run
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| There ain’t no force, there ain’t no town
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| There ain’t no body ever slow me down
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| There ain’t no peace in this gypsy soul
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| And like a tumbleweed, guess I was born to roll
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| Whoa, yeah, born to roll
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| Dashboard lights, in the eyes of a dreamer
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| I’m addicted, they make me high
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| Nowhere is home, yeah I’m still looking
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| Gotta keep moving if I wanna survive
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| I’ve nearly settled down a couple a times
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| Here I go again, sayin' goodbye
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| There ain’t no force, there ain’t no town
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| There ain’t no body ever slow me down
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| There ain’t no peace in this gypsy soul
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| And like a tumbleweed, guess I was born to roll
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| Roll, yeah, born to roll
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| There ain’t no peace in this gypsy soul
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| And like a tumbleweed, guess I was born to roll
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| Whoa, yeah, born to roll
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| Born to roll
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| Highway man, that’s what they call me
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| Riding on the wind, wild and free |